Check it out, I've got these short stories bouncing around in my head. Sara is almost a constant companion to me now. I see her walking, I can hear her talking and I see the hesitation she feels as she stands facing the giants of this world as a teenager. She stands on the brink of madness and we demand more. We demand she fill her destiny as we see it. I can see her standing in the middle of a street, people standing around her mistrusting her because they just witnessed her throw a car threw a building, and I can see the rocks and small pebbles begin to slide away from her as her anger push's the insignificant away from her. I want to share her story with you all.. I want you to fall in love with this accidental destined hero. for truly.. "The screaming wouldn't stop."
Also.. I'm working on an Idea for a post-apocalyptic novelette., "The jerky isn't so bad once you forget it's human." It's untitled at the moment, but credit is largely due to Travis and some late night pizza. Can you imagine a triple tiered city where the only way out is death? Imagine a city where the people per square foot is 4. Children survive by taking the corpses of the people around them and turning them into jerky. A world where science has been shunned and Magic is is worshiped and trusted.
These Ideas want to come out, and in some surreal sense I can feel them calling out to me wanting to be written. I hope someday you can fall in love with my characters as they have come to be loved by me.
